The Seamstress Girl

Gold thread was a strange material that was an entity and not an entity.

I kept needles and knitting sticks, so... you didn't have them on hand, even a dress to carry a sawing set with you. Let's get them ready next time.

But the nature of the golden thread made it compatible with needles and knitting sticks that hardened the magic.

In a way, the golden thread is also Mr. Aria's ultra-high concentration of magic crystals

They have entities because the dimensions are different from the simple magic that I just consolidated.

That's where I realized.

Ah, ah,

Tapestry's, Not Enough Elements to Repair!

I can tell that's it.

Ultra-high concentration of magic thread

It was also used in Mr. Stoll's armor.

It really wasn't enough, spider level.

And there's something...

"Tapestry, now, heal, ru?

"Cursed arms need to be truncated, so we also need the power of the high spirits of the wind."

truncation

It was a blind spot because all I thought about was healing.

Well, I couldn't do it with gloves anymore... unless I could make my own arms and cure them.

And at the same time as Mr. Spirit, the tapestry needs to be cut off and threaded.

Dress Correction Concurrency between Master Hanya and Mr. Spirit, as I did.

Obviously, it's harder than that.

Well, that's not much of a fix...

"To handle the truncated arms, the spirits of the high flames... there they are."

"Master Hahnia, of?

"Connected to the high spirits of abundance, you should be able to use the flame of purification."

Oh, aren't green spirits just grass spirits?

And after all, the people-sized spirits are the high spirits?

... you rarely see it.

And, I mean, Mr. Spirit of the Wind himself, I can't tell.

"Of the wind, Mr. Spirit, what color?

"Oh, you've never seen it, have you?

Mr. Aria stood her finger up.

"Basic, transparent."

Yeah, I've never seen that.

"If you're in a very strong wind, you can see a glasswork-like kid, a strong wind attribute, a mixed kid,"

I barely went out, you know, in the city near Lord Rodin's mansion, but the purchasing wagon picked me up and...

I've had a breeze, but I've never had strong winds in this world.

With that said, the Spirit was mostly transparent, but there were also strong spirits who felt transparent.

Is that the kid mixed with the wind attribute?

"And then there's the high-ranking demon sword that belongs to the labyrinth. It might be easier to get out that way. '

Ah, around there, you're out of my jurisdiction.

Between the bosses, Arjit and the others, she... of, had dropped her neck.

At some point, the room was dyed black with hair.

Inside the room, there is one black figure

Arjit was breathtaking.

"Restorana?"

Even if the shades were different, its appearance and expression could not be mistaken.

"I see you brought the magic vegetables from that curse."

The old butler Werth shrugged, but Mimachi hits his hand.

"That's the curse Master Yui scattered!

Amnato dropped his sigh.

"Wow, you have a shadow left without making a mistake..."

"Heh... even if that's Restorana or subtracting it as a monster, you look better than a beauty, but you're something ugly?

Of the members, Hahnia, the only one who had never met a person named Restorana, leaned her neck and murmured.

For Hahnia, she is unforgivable for trying to harm Amnato.

Is it because of that bias? I thought so.

"He was an apathetic person at first..."

"Indeed."

Stole nodded at Mimati's words, remembering.

"A samurai with sides, not even Rokuro... might not have been like that if I had a decent samurai ally before I met Master Arjit... but it's too late"

Squirting back the sword, pulling it out. It was unconsciously... taught by Yui, from the legendary... thing that was just the pattern, that the flames blew out into the form of a sword.

A monster who grinned creepily... gently jumps to near the ceiling and cuts into a monster with a shadow of the former queen.

"Ha!"

A knight flashes his neck jumping into the nose of "Her", who turned upwards to the action.

Hair cut off with his neck stretched out all over the room with a snake-like blow.

"Come on, Gaha."

The knight, pushed by his hair and clashed against the wall, chops off his hair, blocking his breath but waving and pushing his sword.

On the body that lost its neck, Stoll's flaming sword pierces it... making a boffy, grumpy noise and ashes.

"Become?"

"Stall! Head!"

of beating hair picks up and carries a fallen head.

[A "Ah," "D," "Dear"]

My voice sounded.

Creepy, cracked... inviting nausea, sweet,

A woman's voice.

He was Arjit's second wife, the voice of former Queen Restorana.